C963 Which One of Us Is Good at Acting

The beauty moaned and said, "You're hurting me." Even a man couldn't help but feel pity for the fairer sex.

However, Rongge only stared at her. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Did he see her sadness and loneliness? Did she think that she was a fool?

Or perhaps he was very sorry for hurting her, but he held the white wrist and didn't want to let go. If he said he was sorry, then he would let go of her. He hesitated for a moment.

However, Qing Huan did not seem to understand his hesitation. Then, she said in English, "Sir, please let go of me."

Rongge's eyes were filled with surprise. He could not imagine that a prostitute printed on a cigarette box could speak English.

So he let go and replied, "Sorry."

Qing Huan did not want to get entangled with him. It would not be good for her reputation if she got entangled with him for too long.

Speaking of which, it was quite funny, a prostitute actually had to worry about her own reputation at all times.

It had been like this since she was young. Once she came into contact with a man, she had to be careful with her speed. She could guarantee that she would not be offended and that she could seduce a man to the point that he could not stop himself. Only by being pure and innocent like this could her reputation become more and more prominent.

She had to avoid physical contact for a long time. Firstly, she was afraid of being taught a lesson, and secondly, she was afraid of being misunderstood, so she was tied to the man who had touched her.

Qing Huan did not like this reckless man who did not know the rules. However, due to the difference in status between the two, she still smiled and nodded at him, accepting his apology.

Rongge felt that this woman was as seductive as a charm. She was beautiful and charming, and she knew propriety and propriety. Every move she made looked like a noble lady, but her eyes were full of dust.

Rongge didn't want to let her go just like that, so he reached out his hand to grab her.

But this time, Qing Huan was wary of him. She turned around and dodged his hand. When she walked around, she brought along a fragrant wind. It was a fragrance that he had never smelled before.

This time, it was the same as the cup of wine that they had toasted not long ago. Her body flew like a butterfly. However, she stared at him unblinkingly and raised her eyebrows slightly. Her coquettish eyes were like silk, so tough that it seemed as if she wanted to hook up his straight spine all the way.

This was an extremely invasive gaze. It was like Rongge had seen the leopard on the cigarette box. It had a motive, a weapon, and a void that he was trying hard to hide.

The little interlude between the two attracted the attention of some men and women. They were more or less intoxicated by the clear pleasures, so when the clear pleasures passed through the dance floor, everyone tacitly agreed to make way for her.

Qing Huan did not even turn her head. She only walked out of the dance floor and stepped onto the flower-carved staircase step by step.

Halfway there, she stopped and looked down at him from the noisy and twisting crowd.

She was still smiling. She was so beautiful that she could dazzle people. Her eyes were filled with unconcealed temptation.

Rongge held his breath and looked at her smile. She moved, looked back, and disappeared in front of him.

At this moment, all the sounds and colors in the world instantly left him. The only thing left in front of him was that dream-like voice, smile, and appearance, repeating over and over again.

He thought, he really loved that pair of eyes of hers.

"Crack!"

After the recording board was taken, the music in the building instantly disappeared. The group performance that was dancing with all her might also stopped. Shen Yi went downstairs and Leon turned around to look at Lin Yao.

Lin Yao did not say anything. He first poured the tape back and looked at it from beginning to end before he patted the board and said, "This one! Adjust it a little and take another two to compare the effects."

All the actors and staff in the venue let out a sigh of relief because of Lin Yao's words. It would be fine if they took a few more shots. As long as one of them passed, it would be good. Otherwise, given Lin Yao's level of turtle-hair. A small detail could be taken for half a day. Such a long shot could be taken until midnight.

"Not bad, one pass." Lin Zhi walked to Shen Yi's side and bent her body to hit her shoulder.

Shen Yi took the water that Lu Xiaobai handed over and drank a mouthful. "Then is Leon's acting good or is my acting good?"